Bai Chuwei held a rose in her hand and gently brushed the man's chest with the petals of dewdrops, like a gust of spring wind blowing past, she got very close, and her voice was bewitching: "Would you like to follow me? I can let you Become the richest man in China, and I can still protect you."
The eight famous families in China came from this way, praying for the protection of their ancestors, and willing to be slaves for generations.
Duan Xingye blurted out: "Isn't this just about being a younger brother?" He is willing, can he sign up
Tsk - will being the younger brother of the ancestors treat you badly
Duan Feihan's slightly bright eyes gradually cooled down. He took a step back and distanced himself from Bai Chuwei. His thin lips suddenly pursed into a straight line, and he said coldly, "I refuse."
Bai Chuwei was stunned: "?"
reject
In the past five thousand years, as long as she opened her mouth, she has never been rejected.
Then Bai Chuwei reacted instantly. Duan Feihan is not any other cat or dog, but the villain of the future full text. He persisted to the finale in the original text, and almost killed the male and female protagonists together by crazy and ruthless means.
After all, relying on his own strength, he led the entire Duan family to gradually surpass the people of the eight major families.
Gee, you are crazy, the future villain.
Bai Chuwei smiled, her fingers lightly hooked her hair, and walked towards him with a smile, holding the red rose with her slender fingers, gently inserted it into the left breast pocket of Duan Feihan's shirt, stretched out her hand gently He lightly hugged the man's sturdy but slightly stiff body, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "It's okay, I'll wait for you to come to me at any time. It's not a loss to be the younger brother of the ancestors."
"have a good dream."
She took a deep breath of the spiritual energy in him, let go of her hand in satisfaction, took a few steps back with a smile, fell into the darkness, got into the Baijia private car that picked her up not far away, and walked away.
Duan Xingye was immediately fascinated, and kept repeating: "I am willing, Fourth Uncle is not willing, I am willing!"
"Shut up!" Duan Feihan scolded in a low voice, his face slightly cold.
Duan Xingye was a little aggrieved. The fourth uncle didn't see Bai Chuwei's method just now. He really felt that it was not a loss to be Bai Chuwei's younger brother. He didn't know what the fourth uncle thought.
Perhaps as the heir to the Duan family, he has a kind of arrogance and restraint.
Tonight, the spring breeze is soft, a small white paper crane flutters its small wings in the air, and the red pen-pointed eyes are red like blood, and no one notices it in the night.
The little paper crane flew into a dilapidated courtyard and landed on the desk.
Ten minutes later, a middle-aged man with a sad face walked in from the outside, his eyes suddenly fell on the paper crane on the desk.
What is this
Where did it come from
Sun Dayong suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the paper crane. A string of words was written on the small wings: "Come here in three days."
Sun Dayong took a deep breath, and his face became more and more ugly.
Could it be that this person was sent by someone who ruined his good deeds
He unfolded it and saw that this piece of paper was not ordinary paper, it was a police station record sheet...
Explain, the police already know
Sun Dayong's heart was flustered for a while, his sinister eyes stared at the string of beautiful handwriting, and he clenched his teeth.
In the past two decades, the spiritual energy of the world has gradually recovered, superpowers have gradually emerged abroad, and there are many more immortal cultivators in China.
He is a demon cultivator with a very fast cultivation speed. When has he experienced this kind of qi
Sun Dayong's eyes were gloomy, and he murmured, "What kind of thing dare to ask me to come over?"
Sun Dayong spat fiercely and tore the paper crane into pieces on the spot!